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Destiny: Scotophobia (accepting)

Damien remained pretty quiet as the rest of the Guardians reported in, his interaction with Verstand was the first time he had conversed with anyone other than Liara in weeks. Simon arrived and Damien nodded, making eye contact with the Defender, keeping his helmet at his side. Another arrived, a Hunter named Spectre. They had a person in common, Petra Venj of the Queen's Wrath whom they've ran tasks for in the past. This was becoming more and more of an interesting development.

"Doing well sir, would like to figure out whats going on so we can get going, no rest for the wicked and such." he replied, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't trying to make a good first impression with Simon, any Titan would be crazy not to.

The last Guardian, a Warlock by the name of Hadron-12 made his approach, seemingly uncurious by the vagueness of his summons, or why he was with strangers he must have never worked with before. Two Warlocks, one of which was known for his extensive knowledge. Two Titans, one of which was known for his extensive experience, and a Hunter with Sanction Six clearance, known for being a bit of a wild card. A diverse group, leaning towards a specialization in void abilities. Damien looked around himself and thought about how random the team may seem, yet how calculated it really was.

The Sunbreaker's curiosity stirred as every passing second passed, calmly holding his helmet to his side as the setting sun glared off of the blade of his sword. "Zavala's usually not one to keep a Guardian waiting, whatever this is could be serious, you may be right." he spoke to Verstand.

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Destiny: Scotophobia (accepting)

Damien stood firmly as he stared out into the distance, the vastness of The Last City reaching out into the distance where the walls shot up like mountains. Behind him, hangar workers labored to remove the servitor core from his Kestrel Class AX, a little something for the Tower Archives to study. The servitor core belonged to a Wolf Servitor belonging to a raiding party made up of remnants of the Fallen House of Wolves, Damien had been tracking them throughout the expanse caves of Venus for a while and determined it was the oldest and possessed the most information. The deep humming of machinery continued behind him as his Ghost, Liara materialized just to his side, sassy little thing. Beeping and whirring, her eye moved erratic as she went through all of the messages and information The Tower was sending her. Damien felt conversation approaching, he uncrossed his arms and began to take a walk, there was always more to do, especially since it had been a few months since he had seen The Tower.

"Looks like they're almost done with the servitor core."
"Good, any more loose ends while we're here?"
"Let's see. Ol' Shaxxy would like you to participate in the upcoming Crucible games, that could be interes-"
"No thank you, much more important things we can do." Damien responded without hesitation, stepping out into the sun and down some stairs.
"With a record like yours, he's never gonna stop asking..." The Ghost received nothing but silence, "...ok fine, let's see, Banshee, routine maintenance, etc etc, we sure do live an exciting life."
"Your gratitude is overwhelming." Damien responded, dryly.
"You know, I try, I really do." the Ghost didn't miss a beat.

For the next while Damien made the rounds like he usually did, keeping to himself and never really stopping to talk to anybody he didn't have to or see anything he didn't need, he had his guns serviced by Banshee, turned in some engrams to the Cryptarch and did some routine rearranging of all the different things he had accumulated in his vault. The glimmer he received from the numerous bounties he had turned in went straight into weapon, sparrow and ship maintenance. This was all he did, recognized by only a few people who knew who he was and what he did. The day carried on seemingly without a hitch, Damien picking up his weapons, his sword sharpened by Banshee's workers as he stuck it to his back and prepared to pick up his ship and patrol the Cosmodrome for Devil activity. The thought of finding the Devil Kell and exacting some violent revenge was enough to zone Damien out, missing the announcement that his presence was requested completely. It took Liara materializing and getting right in front of Damien to snap him out of his thoughts.

"Did you hear that? Commander Zavala needs to see you pronto."
"Whats the deal?"
"No idea, but you're not the only one."

What could it possibly be? Damien and Zavala had met plenty of times before, but being called in as a part of a group was weird, not what Damien was used to. Thoughts and speculations raced through Damien's head as he walked over to the Vanguard center, the Fallen chain mail on his Titan mark chinging like spurs on cowboy boots as he took each heavy step. He was an army of one, a brawler that was guaranteed the win if he got close enough, but for now he was just curious as to what could possibly be developing. Descending the stairs towards his destination, Damien saw Verstand-08 had arrived before anyone else. Damien simply nodded to the Exo Warlock, standing silently as he folded his arms. There was nothing but awkward silence until Liara decided to intervene.

"Psst, that's Verstand-08 from the Tower Archives."
"I know who that is, I'm sure he can hear you too."
"Sorry, we don't get out much." Liara turned to Verstand, shaking in humorous embarrassment.
"We get out plenty." Damien tried to argue.
"Well yeah just not like, with other Guar-" Liara's retort was cut off as Damien stuck out his hand, returning her. He crossed his arms again as silence once again took over, looking down and clearing his throat, Damien took a deep breath and tried his best to do some small talk.

"We uhh, brought a servitor core in today." Damien uncrossed his arms, twiddling his thumbs as he looked down at the floor, "Yeah, hopefully there's some good stuff in there for you guys."

Yeah, things weren't going so smooth.

Destiny: Scotophobia (accepting)

Posting when I get home from work!

Destiny: Scotophobia (accepting)

I'm good to go whenever.

Destiny: Scotophobia (accepting)

Pretty much what I did! It'll be pretty fun to give my Guardian a little backstory and personality, I'm stoked!

Destiny: Scotophobia (accepting)

Thanks! Looking forward to our character's interactions.

Verstand: I never leave The Tower.
Damien: I never stay.
Both: .........

Destiny: Scotophobia (accepting)

Name: Damien Montenegro, The Kellbreaker
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class and Subclass: Titan, Sunbreaker

Armor Set:
-Duskrender Type 0 Helmet
-Duskrender Type 0 Gauntlets
-Duskrender Type 0 Chest Armor
-Murvaux Type 0 Leg Armor
-Devil's Mark Titan Mark
-'Iron Shell' Ghost Shell
-Infinity Link Shader, giving his armor an all black appearance, save for a few white details and a red detail on his left leg.
Weapons:
-Zarinaea-D, Hakke Auto Rifle
-Burden of Proof XI, New Monarchy Shotgun, Solar
-Infinite Edge Sword, Void
Damien also carries an array of diverse weapons in his vault, including the Exotic Heavy Machine Gun Thunderlord

Personality and Traits: Damien Montenegro is a rather mysterious figure around The Tower, but it used to not be that way. A while back, Damien was just one member of the Howling Corsairs, a group of mercenaries that made a decent living running bounties for the Vanguard. Whilst running patrols for the New Monarchy in The Cosmodrome, the group of Guardians were ambushed and overwhelmed by the House of Devils, a Fallen house who were known to stick to the shadows. Damien was the only one to survive, the crushed Ghosts of his fireteam members kept as trophies by the Fallen Captains that lead the attack. Who was once a vibrant, optimistic contributor had become a detached, rarely seen Guardian, bent on revenge gone for weeks on end at a time traveling the stars, a one man war against all minions of the Darkness, but specifically targeting areas of high Fallen activity, holding a certain disdain for the alien race.

This has led to Damien being given the name Kellbreaker, earned from his time collecting the heads of Captains and other high ranking Fallen officers for the Vanguard. Damien has become an authority on the Fallen due to his extensive experience, often being called on to act as a consultant for operations against the Fallen, large or small. Holding a well earned affinity for Fallen battle tactics and strategy, Damien is often sought after for his experience, but prefers to work alone, his Ghost being the closest thing to a friend he has these days. Damien only stops by The Tower to turn in, pick up bounties and have his guns, armor or ship worked on, mainly keeping to himself as he's in and out as quick as he can be.

Other than that, he does endorse the New Monarchy cause, mainly for the weapons they've provided him in the past, he's also very much respected by Commander Zavala for his service to the Vanguard. He also prefers a close combat style. Loyal, experienced and deadly efficient in his combat prowess, Damien can be a strong contributor to a fireteam, all you have to do is convince him to join.

Malfunction: The RP Where Having Super Powers Sucks (Recruiting)

@Treue Would love to but don't have the time, best of luck!

Destiny LFRP

Sounds good!

Destiny LFRP

Count me in! Sounds fun.